The Jailbird - S01 E63

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The Jailbird - S01 E63

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 63

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Malik choked on his soup, and the soup came out of his nose, splashing all-over the table.

Loud’s eyes are on Adeline’s. He and Jinx are the only ones who doesn’t seem shocked in the kitchen.

The other female mobsters eyes are overly wide as they stared at Adeline in bewilderment.

Even Lady Selesta was left speechless, and she couldn’t blink.

Poe gritted her teeth so hard that the sound of the grinding resounded, and as she maintained the eye contact with Adeline, she almost got burned with the intense fire in Adeline’s eyes.

Adeline wasn’t ready to back down too. She boldly stood on her words without minding what the crowd will think, then they began murmuring.

• How did he know that?

• Is Death g@y?

• Don’t tell me Death has been screwing Micheal’s @ss?

• That’s impossible… Death is straighter than straight. There’s no way he’s g#y.

“How did you know about that?” Poe asked, breaking the intense eye contact with Adeline.

Adeline poured herself some beet juice and drank it, then she stood.

“I mistakenly entered his room when he was dressing up last week” she said nonchalantly.

“And you measured his length with your eyes that fast?” Poe knowingly asked again, scoffing.

“Maybe I concentrated in my math class in school. Oh…sorry I forgot you were blind before, you didn’t even step school… Bî+ch!” Adeline spat at her face and walked out of the kitchen, leaving goosebumps on the skins of all of them.

“My damn nose” Malik groaned, taking a cup of water which he poured on his face to ease the sting.

Loud remained seated like he’s trapped on his seat, same with Jinx.

Even as the other mobsters started leaving the kitchen, they didn’t move.

Poe is still boiling on her feet, and her fists are shaking in rage.

Adeline ruined her moment… totally.

She knows his exact size? Is Madden really screwing her?

Did she have a taste of him already?

Damn… She must have enjoyed it a lot to even memorize the size.

Does that mean she’s special to Madden? Is that why he said what he said earlier?

FLASHBACK TO 10AM*

Poe was putting on a short spaghetti gown which barely covered her flat backside, and her hair was also straightened, then she had her perfect makeup done by Jinx.

She was beaming as she made her way to the manor, but when she got to the forest, she took off the gown.

Madden instructed her to come naked, so she’s just gonna obey the exciting command.

She stripped herself of her gown, and since she’s not wearing anything under, she’s stark naked as she climbed the mountain.

She smiled before ringing the door alarm, and a minute later, Madden opened the door, his greek-god-like appearance making her dry p+$$y wet.

“I’m…here” she said, trembling as his cold eyes hit her nakedness like the arctic.

“Listen to me, Poellina…” He coldly stated, and she gulped.

He doesn’t suddenly call anyone by their full names except there’s an upcoming fire.

“Yes Master” she gulped again.

“You will keep your mouth shut about Micheal’s real gender. Speak about it to anyone, and it’d be more than muteness this time. I’ll gouge out the eyes I gave to you, and I’ll throw you into the exile dessert in the north where you’ll live in darkness with animals for the rest of your f+çking life” he said, each word holding meanness and cruelty just in the right proportions.

He went back in and shut the door heavily on her face.

Poe staggered, her legs shaking on the ground. She fell on her butt, and the stones pricked her @ss.

She began crying.

BACK TO THE PRESENT*

Poe grabbed the bottle of kvass on the table and gulped it all before shattering the bottle on the ground, then she left the kitchen.

“Aren’t you gonna follow your shell?” Loud asked Jinx tauntingly.

“What about you? You should follow your shell too… You follow Micheal around these days anyways” Jinx replied and picked a bottle of beer before storming out of the kitchen.

Loud picked two vodka bottles before leaving the kitchen too.

“That doesn’t look good” Malik said, sniffling.

“I’m still so suspicious about your change” Selesta replied as he sat back to continue eating.

“I only wanna be on the winning team” he shrugged, and Selesta chuckled, serving him some more.

“I’ve been meaning to ask…” He suddenly inched closer to her.

“Ask what?” She squinted.

“What I’ve been hearing about the real father of Angelika, is it true?” He whispered.

Lady Selesta took the glass of water in front of him and poured it all on his face.

“Selesta!” He gasped as he stood.

“You’re a man, but you gossip like a woman… Get out!” She snarled, entering the inner kitchen.

“You’re mean!” Malik shouted after her, but then she saw Jinx’s phone on the table and took it.

“She forgot this?”

*

MAYA’S SUITE*

Sitting in front of the middle table in her room, Maya has tears in her eyes as she stared at the burning candles, her tears causing their lights to blur.

She’s holding the knife to her wrist, ready to cut as she imagined herself getting injected by the Masked Monster.

Seeing Madden like that earlier scared the shit out of her, and telling him to kill her was probably the scariest shit she has ever spewed.

She already thought his madness is getting better, but now that the Monster is back…

Won’t she take him away from her completely?

She wiped her tears, then she closed her eyes and was about to slice her wrist when the door bursted open, and Madden came in.

She made to quickly cut, but Madden was quicker.

He snatched the knife from her and threw it outside the window.

“This is the shit you’re doing in here? I’ve been knocking for one minute straight without an answer from you” He said.

Maya’s eyes went aglow with craziness as she went to the window and started trying to jump down and get the knife back.

Immediately she raised her first leg, Madden pulled her back, and she started crying again.

“Give me the knife!!!”

“F+ck the damn knife and get over it!” He yelled.

“F+ck you too just get me my knife!!!” She cried again.

“Mayashenka!!” He yelled, and instead of answering, she dug her teeth into his chest, biting him till blood erupted.

Madden didn’t move as his blood stained his shirt and her lips.

“She’s gonna take you away from me” she whispered.

“No f+çking body is taking me!” He held her face.

“But she injected you again!!” She yelled.

“Maya!” Klara rushed into the room.

Actually, a compound guard reported to her about screams coming from this suite.

“She’s gonna take him away” Maya muttered in tears, and Klara held her face.

“No one is taking anyone, Maya dear”

“That’s a lie! The last day of my injection, she told me she was gonna take my brother away, and she’s back!” Maya shouted, crying louder.

Trixie was the third person to rush in. “Get Andrei” she said.

“Abort that plan” Madden deadpanned.

“But I’ve seen him calm her down a lotta times. Please” Trixie replied.

Klara sent a guard to call Andrei, and he appeared within the twinkle of an eye.

He took Maya from Klara and carried her in his arms, taking her into the bedroom.

He lay her down and started blowing air from his mouth to her face, holding her right hand.

She held him so tight that her nails dug into his skin, but he didn’t retract.

“She’s… She’s gonna…. take…him…him… She’s gonna…

She was babbling like that till her eyes closed, and she finally slept off.

She still didn’t leave Andrei’s hand even in her sleep.

Madden left the room, and Klara followed him till they got to the corridor.

“Give me a few more days… Erik will be gone” she whispered, and he stopped to face her.

“You’ve been saying that shit for years” he smirked darkly.

“I’m for real this time. The poison fermented already” she said and tried to touch him, but he glared, and she dropped her hand.

“Did the Masked Monster appear again like Maya said? What exactly happened?” She asked.

“I’ll handle it myself” he replied uninterested and resumed his walk.

“About Sergei…When will you forgive me?” she talked again, and he turned back, his eyes like razors and cutting her deeply.

“Talk about that to my ears again, and I’ll disown you as my mother” he warned and left finally.

Klara covered her mouth with her palm, muffling her tears.

“There are lots more than Sergei’s case to forgive me for… I bet you’ll hate everyone in this compound when it gets out, and I’m so not ready for that unfortunate day” she muttered, sniffling and looking around before leaving.

A minute after her exit, Trixie came out of Maya’s room, looking sad.

There are Orlovs, Smirnovs, mobsters, guards, snipers…all in this clan, but she doesn’t even know where she belongs.

She has no idea where Erik brought her from, but then she remembered seeing him with some documents when she went to his office last.

Should she raid his office for clues like Micheal did?

Maybe she should ask Michael for help.

She sighed, and her phone buzzed.

She checked to see a new text from Sin.

Sinclair: Wanna go clubbing?

She replied yes in capital letters before rushing off.

*

THIRD RESIDENTIAL WING*

The time is currently some minutes past 11pm, but the lights are still on.

Loud and Adeline are sitting on the bare ground of the room, legs crossed as they drank from the vodka bottles brought by Loud.

“It’s been a while since I drank this” Adeline said, trying to hide the sadness in her voice when she remembered she actually had her first vodka drink at the saloon where Madden ate her up.

She clenched her thighs to numb the sensations sent to her core by the thought, then she drank from her cup again.

“You miss Master. You’re trying hard to to act tough but i just know” Loud suddenly said.

“Far from it…I hate him for misunderstanding me” she replied.

“What exactly happened?” Loud asked, his eyes on her lips.

“It’s personal” she replied, drinking again.

“You love vodka too much. Don’t worry I’ll get us a dozen tomorrow” he smiled.

“Thank you, best friend” she smiled too, and they clinked glasses before drinking another shot.

“My real name is not Loud. It’s just a nickname” he said.

“I know… who’d name their son Loud?” She shrugged.

“So what’s the real one?”

“Sam, and I’m American too” he replied.

“It’s obvious. You don’t look Russian, and your accent too. Why are you just telling me?” She asked.

“Just felt like” he shrugged.

Adeline drank the remaining alcohol in her bottle and crawled to her bed, sleeping off almost immediately.

Obviously, she’s tired from today’s chaos.

Loud sat beside her on the bed and took off her shoes, leaving her socks on before covering her with the quilt.

“You’ll never remember me as one of your highschool classmates in America, will you? Adeline” He muttered.

The door opened, and Malik came in, falling directly on his bed too.

“You’re going to buy me a new phone ok? Death smashed the first one and now you smashed another. I did nothing wrong why is everyone smashing my phones?” He said.

“Will get you a replacement tomorrow…was just angry earlier” Loud replied, going back to his own bed.

“Better” Malik replied as their eyes closed at once.

*